I was like looking back on how my life has been doing. I am about to write something again, but instead of letters, lines and stroke are spilling from my pen.
I am trying lift my mood, for every words in my mind is sorrow. And I have just made a little change in mind.
I let it go! I just let the lines feel in the gaps. Little by little my mood is getting bighter. I only have my pencil and a pen, but I see colors.
I am enjoying ever strokes. I putting everything that bothers me; my unused strength, those dreams that refused to be mine, all the music I cannot sing and all the love I am ready to spare. I put them all together.
Every mood is important for me. Even if it's good or a bad. It makes a human a being.
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Gee... I am getting emotional again. I hope I can something from you guys. Please let me know what you think. I am happy to have new friends here!
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